“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I also thought my intellectual hang-up over the concept of infinity was inevitably mixed up with the limitations of meaning that we usually assign to words.

[...] ‘Just today Rob was on the phone, and had to hang up. He said, “Seth is coming, have to hang up.” [...]

[...] Now I found myself hanging in front of that door, unable to penetrate it.

[...] There were huge cowhides hanging up in the back room of the cobbler’s shop and dried cowhides hanging in another room. [...]

[...] They will hang on. [...]

[...] Others use the same circumstances as excuses for no longer hanging on to a wish for life, and so it seems that while saving face they fall prey to the exterior circumstances.

[...] I could have said [in retrospect] that my attitude stemmed at least to a large degree from my watching her struggle with her own hang-ups. [...]

[...] The recovery is secure, the hang-ons simply the result and indication of the severe storm that has been successfully vanquished. [...]

Imagine vividly an empty space on the wall in place of any painting now hanging there that you wish to sell. [...]

[...] He has no hang-ups with Protestant groups.

A painter does not look out of his creation’s eyes into the room upon whose wall the painting hangs. [...]

[...] You (to Sally) were not hanged in a past life—your crimes were not that severe. [...]

In a way, however, Seth may do Jane and me something of an injustice when he remarks, for instance, that the Sumari “don’t hang around to cut the grass….” [...]

(There was no doubt that we saw an image in the mirror that sat several inches lower than Jane herself sat, and that the mysterious head would dip down and then hang forward [...]

[...] And do not have such a hang up over what I know you have in mind. [...]

[...] Though Seth has appeared only once in a physical materialization, Rob has seen him clearly enough to paint a portrait of him that hangs in our living room (see the illustrated section). [...]

“Please be frank, as I do not like this hanging over our heads,” Seth said. [...]

Now in Mass Events and God of Jane he courageously went still further, letting it all hang out, as they say—a necessary part of his own growth and development. [...]

(After hanging upside down for a short but measurable length of time the table again descended. [...]

[...] A web works to help you manipulate in a world of space and time which is, indeed, as nebulous and as precarious, and as delicate, as any spider’s web, and hangs indeed in as precarious a balance. [...]